by Kathy Larson
I wanted.
I waited.
Now
I
Dream.
by Kathy Larson
I wanted.
I waited.
Now
I
Dream.
by Kathy Larson
The more things
change. . .
The
more
they
stay
the
same.
Doing dishes at 5:30
on a Saturday morning
is not one of them.
I left
the kitchen
in a mess
last night
after eating
takeout pasta
and watching
a movie
we’d seen
before.
Too tired.
Too lazy.
Too bored.
To clean up.
Like I should have.
Ah, well.
Something to do
this morning
when all the thoughts
crowding my head
refused to let me
sleep.
There’s something
that hasn’t changed.